Date: Sun, 06 Jul 2003 07:06:51 -0700
From: Kevin Michael
Subject: The New Job, Part Two
Having spun Ryan around, Kevin's hands firmly gripped the boy's supple
waist as their eyes met. The yearning desire of each young man was almost
palpable to the other. With Ryan's arms tied above his head, his chest was
now that much more puffed out and his stomach was now that much more sucked
in, causing Kevin's loins to feel a stirring they had not felt in quite a
long time. Kevin rubbed his hands up the boy's sides, now damp with beads
of sweat, up Ryan's smooth arms, locking fingers with him, Ryan squeezing
even harder than Kevin. Their lips met and Ryan, letting his lithe body
hang from his wrists, tilted his head back and opened his mouth first and
soon their tongues were wrestling in their joined mouths. Kevin slid his
hands down Ryan's arms, across the boy's wet and warm armpits, down his
slippery sides, and around to the small of his back where he tucked his
fingers under they boy's shorts and underpants, kneading Ryan's tight
dimpled butt cheeks. Ryan's shorts and underpants eventually fell to the
floor and his erection popped out like a Jack-in-the-box, already moist with
precum. Kevin leaned down and tenderly sucked each of the boy's nipples,
savoring the natural scent wafting from Ryan's armpits. They stank, but it
was an intoxicating odor that Kevin found himself going back to again and
again, eventually licking and then sucking hickeys on each of Ryan's nearly
hairless armpits.
Kevin reached over and picked up the whip--a wooden handle with single
leather strap--and slowly traced it up and down and all around the boy's
bare chest and stomach. Ryan, still hot with passion, bowed his head once
again as if communicating, 'It's okay. You can whip me.' Kevin knew that
each lash had to last at least 24 hours, so he stepped to the side and swung
the whip hard, lashing across Ryan's torso halfway between his nipples and
his belly button. The boy flinched and whimpered loudly as the sting
settled into his young body. The lashes continued, each one a little harder
than the previous one, and Ryan danced and sang, his blond hair constantly
flopping this way and that, beads of sweat now coursing down the boy's face.
After ten lashes, Ryan's bare chest and stomach had ten very clear lash
marks from just below his belly button to just above his nipples. Kevin was
very careful not to criss-cross any lashes. Now, Ryan hung limp from the
leather cuffs above his head, breathing hard, his young body glistening with
sweat. Kevin approached Ryan and gently spun him around so that he was
facing the post. Still breathing hard, Ryan again bowed his head in
submission, resting his forehead against the hard wood. Kevin pondered the
naked boy before him, the backs of his legs, his very tight dimpled butt,
and his strong smooth back with its very slim waist and broad shoulders.
Ten more lashes to go. Kevin had discovered that watching Ryan squirm and
moan was a tremendous turn on for him and his loins felt as if they were
going to burst at any minute. Kevin raised the whip and ...
Part three will come soon. Thanks for reading.